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[On the afternoon of the 1st, a disgruntled post goes up on the network.]

Did you know some moths produce silk from their salivary glands? Because I didn't until after I spat out a bunch of string this morning.

[He didn't make that connection immediately, mind you; after the initial utter bafflement, he took the time to go do more research on Fae and the insects they resemble. Nerd.]

Someone let me know if there's a market for organic fae silk. And if you could invent some kind of google or wikipedia while you're at it, that would be appreciated.

[Do you know how LONG it takes to look through PHYSICAL BOOKS]

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So it's common, huh.

[That's... something. Whether it's good or bad, he couldn't say.]

I'm starting to get that impression. Not that I can blame them, but you'd think a place with magic like this would have ways of finding things out.

[Isn't divination a thing? What's stopping them?]

The nightmare isn't.
Normally it just happens. We'd go to sleep and be in the dream.

I think there's something. Dreamwalking, but it's hard to do. I don't know enough to try it.

[She could have tried asking, getting the coven to put her under the spell and send her into the dream. But what good would it do with her paltry knowledge of magic and this world?]

[He guesses if she says she doesn't know much about it, any further questions would be lost on her. A shame, but it's given him something to think about.]

It can't be that hard if so many of us randomly managed it without even coming here first. [A bold assumption to make? Maybe.]

At this point I'd be more interested in learning how to avoid it, though.

They still don't know why we've been coming here.
The dreams are connected. But we don't know how.

It sounds like something to look into.

[If just to figure out how to block himself from dream sharing. He'd like to keep his traumas to himself, thanks!]

Were you already a Fae in the dream before you came here?

If you can understand it.
No. I kept changes. I was a cat and a rabbit for a bit.

I'm sure I can get the gist.

[He's not a slacker in the academic department. This place's magic can't be that much more complex than physics or calculus, as long as he finds the right kinds of teachers.

In a way, it's weird that she changed so drastically, but it's not that bizarre given... everything else.]

I guess anything can happen in a dream. I had wings, myself, so I guessed I would be a Fae even before anything changed.

It kept changing. I was a fae for a bit.
Everything was quicker there.

Quicker for features coming in, you mean?

[He doesn't like the word transforming... it gives him the heebie jeebies...]

Yes. It happened within seconds. There wasn't any pain there either.

[... the implication is pretty clear there, about pain outside the dream. Yet another thing to dread.]

Whatever brought us here must be especially cruel.

[Maybe he should explain where that statement has come from all of a sudden, but he's a little caught up in imagining the worst.]

That's if it's even a thing at all.

A thing, a god, a concept. Whatever it is. If it's not conscious in any way, I guess I can attribute the cruelty to fate instead.

At this point. I'm not sure we'll find out.
People have been turning up for more than a year now and the coven hasn't worked out anything. It's strange.

You're probably right. [He'd guessed as much from their initial explanation at the Coven—or rather, the second one he'd gotten, since he mostly spent the first one staring into space and trying not to have a panic attack.]

I can't imagine they'd put anything less than their best into finding out why the hell a bunch of aliens were being dumped into their city without warning. If we learn anything else, it probably won't be through the Coven.

They kicked people out of their houses to home us.
If they know something they might not tell us.

[Cause she was more than a little bit cynical of their reasons for that.]

You'd think the people would be more resentful of us after that.

[Did they just accept it, after a while? Are they being silenced? He's honestly surprised he hasn't been accosted or anything on his solitary errands.]

The Coven must have a lot of pull here, if nothing else.

Oh you've not heard of the Rathmores.
There were quite a few who weren't happy with it. There was an incident and they were executed.

[Brief, but she didn't feel like explaining. Others could do that better anyway.]

Would you argue with people who can shoot balls of fire?

Oh. No, I haven't.

[HM. He doesn't know how to feel about that. That either the hatred for the Mirrorbound was so strong that people did things terrible enough to be executed... or that their supporters are willing to go to those lengths to prevent any dissent... neither is a great thought.

And Ferran himself would fare very poorly against anyone willing to throw fire at him, Fae weaknesses or not.]

Good point. [Not that he particularly likes the idea of people ruling through fear...]

They were capturing people.
This place is strange, but there's not a lot we can do about it.

Like how they gave us these things for free.

[Oh, good, mundane kidnapping after a more supernatural kidnapping. He tries not to let his imagination run too far with that situation, especially since it's already been dealt with.

She says what he's been thinking, and he doesn't know that he has a lot to add to it.. They just have to deal with the situation they've been forced into.]

I guess I should be grateful I already had some experience with magic after thinking it was fake my whole life.

[It doesn't help with the rest of it, but it's a step.]

That's one thing. Though I think even people who knew magic have trouble with it.
I still don't know what most of it does.

Yeah. It doesn't feel the same as what I had before, so that's not surprising.

From what I've managed to pick up, the magic here is kind of like things we have back in stories and games back home. But there's so much of it that it's impossible not to be surprised by something eventually... the size of the Coven makes that obvious enough.

That would make it easier for you. If you were a witch.

That sure would be nice.

[Bitter? Noooooo.]

What Fae are supposedly able to do is nothing like what I'm used to.

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